Entrance Pt. 3, Dinner Date

#3 of entrance entrance pt. 3, dinner date written by nuku valente for kenneth. the ship approached a dazzling city ahead. veronica had explained it all to me in detail. this city is called amethyst city.

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Rubber mouse journals 1

This probably qualifies as fanfiction taking place in nuku valente's flexible survival world. feral thus refers to the mindset of the mutants and not the body configuration.

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Entrance Part II, Rival?

Written by nuku valente for kenneth. veronica gave me a room to live in. it wasn't that big, but it had a big bed that was soft, a window to look outside, and a mirror.

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Entrance, Pt. 1, Arrival

Written by nuku valente for kenneth. alien fingers gently ran over furry anatomy that i had not known before today. while the fingers were undoubtedly under my control, but they were not the fingers i was born with.

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Wasteland Saviour - The Becoming - ch4

* * * again, damn him, [nuku valente](http://nukuv.blogspot.com/) and his damn game are chewing me up, but i finally found some music that just gets me in the mood for this, smashing pumpkins :3

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The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 24

An acolyte stood behind him with his hands on the valent's wheelchair, ready to help him down from the platform when necessary. he attempted a weak smile, but she couldn't reciprocate. her heart felt heavy. madness was descending upon gryning.

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Wages: Chapter Seven

How valently our forefathers fought the marauders and scum! they tried to take our land, they did, and we had given them what fer! oh, such glories have we! but the human that sat in front of me was nothing of what our dear leader had told us.

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The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 7

Rheuhl, like the valent said. you know, like they always taught us growing up? but it was--he was, she was--i don't even know what it really is. but it's real, by ashes! it's real!" "you mean it's a god?"

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The Way of the High

Her single saving grace was that valent didn't rend her breeches. the cuts were deepening...were the cuts glowing? 'yet ungrown in mind, running, running,' gerlis muttered.

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The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 17

The valent, irda? he was a protege of mine, before he left, but i have not seen him at all since your return this morning." "irda?" besegrare shook his head. "i am sorry.

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